Become a full-time hunter and become the Supreme Will

Cards were switched back and forth between Hisoka's fingers, being thrown out one after another.

With the added mental energy, the sharpness of the cards is no less than that of a flying knife...

The card blocked all the angles that Moritonio could dodge, making it impossible for him to dodge.

After Hisoka rushed up to him, he immediately kicked his foot.

But what was lifted was just the top hat the old man was wearing...Moritonio had already bent down, preparing to fight back.

Hisoka's speed was not bad. Seeing that he failed to hit the target, he bent his elbow and hit the leader's Tianling Gai.

boom!

Moritonio raised his arm, and their arms collided.

At the moment of the fight, Hisoka noticed that Moritonio's body was tilted to a certain extent, and he used the angle of his arm to perfectly block his sight, allowing the other hand hidden behind his back to catch the falling ball. The hat covered his face.

The hat struck, and Hisoka's vision went dark.

A powerful and heavy fist hit Hisoka in the abdomen.

Hisoka's expression changed, and the corners of his mouth turned red.

Like a spring, his body jumped back and distanced himself.

"Talent needs to grow... No matter how excellent your qualifications are, you are just a newcomer who has just entered the practice." Moritonio did not pursue, slowly put away his arms, and said calmly.

Seems very confident.

The probing between the two ended almost in the blink of an eye... Hisoka suffered a bitter loss.

"I'm not serious yet...can you hold on?" The old man opened his hands.

"Please."

Hisoka wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and responded with a smile.

"By the way... It's rare that you have seen through my true face, so let me reveal to you... the secrets and principles of john.doe." Moritonio seemed to be interested in performing, and took out a handkerchief from his pocket: "This is a handkerchief without any mechanism..."

As he spoke, the old man unfolded the handkerchief and put it on his face. "After putting it on my face, I imagined the appearance I wanted to transform into..."

Along with his voice, the handkerchief began to shrink and deform, and Moritonio's facial features also changed.

After a few crackling sounds.

A brand new face came into view.

It was the serial murderer's appearance on the wanted portrait.

"This is the magic of the murderous doe...my ability 'Reality after patching!'"

Not far away, Long looked at this scene calmly.

This move is the predecessor of Hisoka's 'frivolous illusion'.

"interesting…"

Hisoka smiled.

"Then next... is my own magic, which is full of traps and calculations... Hisoka, you have to be careful."

The conversation changed, and Moritonio suddenly extended his palm towards Hisoka.

boom!

For no apparent reason, Hisoka, who was standing there, felt like he was hit hard, and his right arm deformed directly... and he was thrown away.

Hisoka looked shocked, obviously defenseless.

"I feel...I am being oppressed by something..."

After Hisoka landed, his brain was spinning rapidly, and the injury did not affect his thoughts or actions at all.

"Minced meat...it's time to have fun making burger meat again..."

Moritonio's excited expression began to become ferocious, and he muttered something in his mouth.

Boom boom boom!

Moritonio slowly rose into the air, as if he were a king on earth, looking condescendingly at Hisoka who was running back and forth across the field, but was knocked away by 'some force' time and time again.

"It's coming...your trembling...crunching fragile life..."

Moritonio in the air was like a cat playing with a mouse, chuckling and sarcastic.

Hisoka is so embarrassed!

Even though he instinctively used his thoughts to defend himself, being hit again and again made his injuries worse.

In this way, he may be played to death by Moulitonio.

"Hazy...won't you help him?"

In the sky, Moritonio looked at the ground. As a bystander, the boy was extremely calm.

"No need...you are already a dead person in my eyes."

Hazy said calmly.

"oh?"

Moritonio was unimpressed.

No one understands Hisoka's perversion better than Hajime... This guy's ability to grow in battle, including insight, on-the-spot thinking, etc., are all extreme! Moritonio thought he was sure of defeating Hisoka because he didn't know much about Hisoka and had no idea what level Hisoka's strength was... He could find a way to use 'Absolute' by just exploring on his own... It means, The telekinesis technique of 'condensation' is not difficult for Hisoka.

Snapped!

As expected, the words fell silent.

On the other side, after Hisoka sensed that something was coming from the void, he immediately took action and focused his mind power on his eyes... In his field of vision, two thick iron bars immediately appeared, attacking from between them.

He used his inertia and momentum to lock the iron rod with his arms before it hit him.

The danger was averted.

"What?!!!"

At this moment, Moritonio finally changed his expression.

"It's actually... Ning! When did he learn it? How is it possible... I didn't teach him at all... I even sent some wrong information to guide him to prevent him from groping for the door..."

The old man was stunned for a moment.

But he reacted quickly, and immediately increased his mental magnetism, tightened the two iron rods together, and wanted to crush Hisoka into a meat pie.

Whoosh.

However, his wish failed.

Hisoka's figure ejected and escaped from the gap in the iron rod.

"Escaped! He was actually... able to run away..."

Looking at Hisoka who jumped into the air and stood on the roof of the stadium, Moritonio's eyes darkened.

"What... it's very simple... I thought your magic was so mysterious, it was nothing more than a magnet..."

"In the beginning, the reason why you deliberately used your telekinesis power with a handkerchief was just to give me an illusion. Your telekinesis power can be seen..."

Above, Hisoka shrugged his shoulders. His embarrassed appearance didn't seem to affect him at all. The boy smoothed his red hair with his hand, "The strong attraction to each other, and the invisible magnet... Is this your trump card? A bit It’s boring…”

"..."

Moritonio was silent.

Hisoka added: "The essence of magic is to hide... At this point, you are too rough."

"There's no point in winning or losing...Young man, as you can see...my ability is to turn my thoughts into iron pillars with magnetic force, but I haven't used my full strength yet...you are a little too happy too soon!"

“The bipolar nature of dyed iron!”

The old man shouted softly, and suddenly, the number of iron rods appearing in the air became denser.

"Stop playing...come on."

At this time, Long, who was standing on the ground, shouted coldly to Hisoka.

He had no interest in reading any more.

"hehe…"

Hisoka laughed and disappeared from sight the next second.

Moritonio controlled the iron rod and shot wildly at Hisoka's afterimage flashing around him, but all failed.

"It's impossible...how can his speed be so fast?!"

"Where...where are the others?"

The old man kept turning his head and swaying his eyes, trying to capture Hisoka's position.

However, they found that Hisoka kept appearing crisscrossed on top of the iron bars, standing or squatting, but only passing by without stopping.

What's even worse is... the old man doesn't know what happened. The iron rod that was originally the manifestation of his telekinesis seemed to be getting rid of his control and became Hisoka's plaything, changing direction in the air.

"Why?"

"Is he imitating my ability? Or... is this his Nian ability? But it shouldn't be... He doesn't even understand the basic knowledge of Nian Qi cultivation, and he hasn't even practiced 'Fa' to a mature level. He just uses Nian Qi. , what kind of ability do you have?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Imitation? This feeling...is the same as that guy back then..."

In a daze, Moritonio thought of a person, Jin Fulis.

The next moment, Hisoka finally reached behind Moritonio, fell from the sky, and landed on the ground.

"Just use my magic to end this show..."

Hisoka said softly.

Immediately, his hand tugged.

High in the air, the huge magnets that had gathered around the old man were instantly pulled and they all crashed towards the target in the center.

boom!

A deafening sound sounded, the air flow surged, and even the venue and buildings trembled.

Hisoka snapped his fingers and admired the masterpiece he had created.

An unrecognizable figure, covered in blood, fell from a height of dozens of meters and fell to the ground.

"Cough cough cough..."

Moritonio lay on the ground, coughing up blood.

The pupils are a little dilated.

"Is this how my ability... the bipolar nature of dyeing iron is meant to be used? Hisoka... does it better than me... I never thought that my telekinesis could be so perfect..."

The old man muttered aimlessly.

"My telekinesis has two properties: rubber and chewing gum. Stick one end of it to a magnet and change its behavior. Stick the other end to your body, and then make it shrink in one breath... I call this trick 'Stretching and Retracting' Love'."

Hisoka walked slowly.

"Chewing gum...bungeegum? It's a snack for children...haha...it's your style..."

The blood overflowing from Moritonio's mouth had poured into his nose.

"This...should be your...first time to fight with telekinesis...why...you can do it to this extent?" Moritonio's aura was already extremely weak.

"For him, your telekinesis skills and performance are too simple... He has been observing you since he entered the circus..."

"Killing ordinary people has also worn down your upper limit. You think that you can solve everything with telekinesis skills. You obviously know more telekinesis skills than him. You use entanglement to strengthen defense, use absolute to hide, and practice to increase combat. Will... There are so many methods available to you, but none of them show any advantages... Your fighting thinking is still at the level of ordinary telekinesis users, and this is the reason why you... failed."

A cold and cold voice came, making the old man look over with stiff eyes.

"It turns out...my so-called full strength...in your eyes, is actually so...full of loopholes and ridiculous..."

"Hisoka...Hazy...you two...and he...are indeed...monsters of the same...world."

After stammering his last words, Moritonio breathed his last and died.

The person mentioned in the former undoubtedly refers to Jin Fulis.

Hisoka slowly squatted down, picked up the handkerchief that fell from Moritonio's face, attached his mind power, learned the principle the old man just said, and displayed a 'frivolous illusion', turning him into a murderer. The devil john looks like.

The nature of his telekinesis is very suitable for this move.

"Well...this face is more suitable for you."

Hisoka smiled and said, "I was quite looking forward to this fight...but...it's a bit boring..."

"Sure enough...am I too strong?"

"..."

Hao didn't answer, turned and walked away.

Moritonio is dead and there is no point in staying at the circus any longer, so he is ready to leave.

Upon seeing this, Hisoka immediately followed him, and the two of them left the venue side by side.

As the night wore on, the members of the troupe were still celebrating.

Abaqi, who finally escaped, also came out to look for the three of them, but couldn't find them for a while...

"Strange...ahhh...where did those two guys go?"